Everyone keep saying who suit me more and what that I'm a bastard. Yeah I am one. How about putting yourself in my shoes? How does it feel to have someone to pick you up and then when you're at the highest peak you got to believe that he still exist when he is nowhere near your sight. It's my feeling that matters the most.
At this point of time, I'm not going to prioritise anybody, anymore. I'm so tired, tired with all the shit that people keep giving me when I'm already so nice. Doesn't anybody care how I feel? I give you an inch and you want a yard? Come on, be fair to me?
Anyway, anyway! I want to revamp my room so badly but on the other hand, it's so messy so I know nobody is going to approve it. What's more I'm always the messiest and the dirties and crap... This room is so cool, it has like one wall of chalkboard? Everytime I see Sweethomestyle on tumblr blogging all those nice rooms I could feel my heart sink abit. Will I ever get my dream room? I should totally kill that thought right? :( And oh, it's been awhile since I cried. So proud of that! Though I would love to but no, I'm going to be strong and be superwoman!